Ja mogilu miloj iskal;
Serdce mne sorvala toska.
Serdcu bez ljubvi ne legko -
Gde zhe ty, moja Suliko ?
Sredi roz dushistyh, v teni
Zvonko pesenjku pel solovej.
Ja u solovja togda sprosil,
Suliko gde on pritail.
Solovej vdrug zamoltchal,
Rozu kljuvom tronul slegka:
"Ty nashol, tchto ishchesh", on skazal,
"Vetchnym snom zdes' spit Suliko."
| | I was looking for my sweetheart's grave,
And longing was tearing my heart.
Without love my heart felt heavy -
Where are you, my Suliko?
Among fragrant roses, in the shadow,
Brightly a nightingale sang his song.
There I asked the nightingale
Where he had hidden Suliko.
Suddenly the nightingale fell silent
And softly touched the rose with the beak:
"You have found what you are looking for", he said,
In an eternal sleep Suliko is resting here."
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